My best friend died.She wasn’t supposed to.No one should go at 42. At least I got to say goodbye. She was in the hospital,A sallow-skinned satire of herself. Half-vacant eyes looked at me.I admit I was fearful; I didn’t know what IWould see if […]
The dream was one of those that comeslate in a sleep cycle and doesn’t let go quietlyas morning inches towards the light. There was a winding staircase of stone and wood climbing a shadowed hillside.It was in my hometown, near a service station […]